that was a weird dream
Rosie's P.O.V That was a really weird dream. It was great but weird. I often wonder how my head can take me to those places. How did my head think of a dream with werewolves. A dream with love, beauty and death. It was probably the most realistic dream I've had in a while too. I went downstairs for some breakfast and sat across from my dad. It was awkwardly silent during our breakfast and it felt like he wanted to ask me something, but even he didn't know what. I decided to just ask if he had a question. "Something wrong?" I decided to say. "No. Just wondering if you wanted to hang out with Jack again or if we would have a day together." He asked. Jack? That was the werewolf from my dream. I decided not to bother asking, maybe I talked in my sleep and he decided to play some kind of trick
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